Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Insomnia
Insomnia, loads on my mind; thoughts roaming free.
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Here I am unable to sleeo, there you smile...:D
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